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Lashed unto the cosmic wheel

The human condition

Dragged through endless cycle

Birth, death

Each screaming passage back

Into thickening atmosphere

Souls dimmed in the slog to

Vestiges of divinity

First breaths swallow foetor

The hell that lays before known

In some deep memory

Cursed to forebear

Another round of caustic wind

Back bow torturous into tumult

Every rotation it's harder to breathe

The very air tears away the skin

Burrow into stinking earth

Masticate to pulp

It this what our lives are reduced to?

Clawing into ruin

Nails torn from fingers in the reek

Cursed to forbear

Another round of caustic wind

Poison yourself to live

Soul sodded in centuried venom

Acid seeping in the wound

Gangrenous painful limbs dig

Perpetuate the cycle

Poison yourself to live

Once your limbs expend themselves

You wait, wait to rot

Interred meditation

On time's grinding catastrophe